Worried Spouse

"Hunter wait! You've got to shake the bottle before you feed her!" I exclaimed. Mia and I had been in Hunter's house for a week now and he was trying to get use to being a father. He was doing a good job, although feeding her had been my job up until now. He had taken time off from the WWE to help me get back on my feet and to finish getting me moved into his place. I had to admit, it was a nice change being a mom. I missed being in the ring but nothing could change how I felt about being a mom. Mia was my world now and I wanted to keep my mindset on her.

"Shit. Sorry Meg," Hunter said as he handed Mia to me and then shook the bottle.

I giggled, "Don't apologize to me….say that to the little one."

He chuckled and followed me to the living room. "Well…sorry Mia."

She cooed as he took a seat on the couch and then opened is arms to take her from me. After I handed her over I took a seat next to him, watching him closely as he fed our daughter.

"She's so precious." I said after a moment.

Hunter smirked and glanced at me. "Just like her mother."

I blushed and looked away, suddenly feeling bad for leaving town like I did. "I'm sorry I wasn't here during my pregnancy. If I would have known that I was lied to regarding whose child I was carrying I would have stayed."

"It's ok Meg." He responded, "It's like I said…we didn't know what the Undertaker was up to and now we're done with him."

I nodded, "I hope so. He put me through so much hell."

Hunter sighed, "And I won't let him do that again."

"It's not you I'm worried about…" I said as I raked my hand through my hair. "Do you think Shawn will let this whole rematch thing go?"

Hunter looked down at Mia's little face, "If he wants to keep his goddaughter and her mother safe he will. God! You have no idea what I'll do if something happens to you two because of him."

I fiddled with my fingers thinking about the last match Shawn had with the Undertaker. "He did almost beat him though…what if he's right? What if he can beat the Undertaker?"

"Then he can try another day. Why does it have to be done at WrestleMania?" he asked.

"Well he's the Phenom…and Shawn is Mr. WrestleMania. It's like the match of the century and people would pay a lot to see it happen."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Meaghan, I know you're our manager but you're also his friend and my girlfriend….he should put that before his career any day."

I smiled slightly, "Yeah but we both know that's not how Shawn thinks. His career is very important to him and he wants to be the greatest wrestler ever…I don't think he's wrong to pursue that."

"Are you listening to yourself?" he asked. "Meaghan pursuing this at the expense of others isn't fair. Besides, he's already a great wrestler. He doesn't need to wrestle the Undertaker again to prove it."

I nodded, "You're right. I'm sorry…I guess that manager side of me still doesn't want to quit."

"And you don't have to quit. Just tell your other client that he's not putting you in danger again."

"Ok."

I never brought that subject up again although that night as I watched Raw. I couldn't help but cringe at the sight of the Demon of Death Valley walking around with the World Heavyweight Title around his waist. Hunter was upstairs giving Mia a bath as I watched it, feeling anger and disgust in my heart. As he lifted the microphone to speak, I hadn't noticed just how mad I had become. I thought about all the hell he put me through and how embarrassed I felt at not knowing who my baby's father was. I was squeezing my knees so hard that my nails were beginning to dig into my skin.

Suddenly the lights around me began to flicker as I listened to him talk about Shawn and how he had the audacity to challenge him for a rematch at the upcoming WrestleMania. They stopped once he invited him to come to the ring so he could give him his answer face to face. I knew Hunter didn't want this rematch to happen but part of me wanted it to. I wanted to see Shawn beat this man and I mean beat the crap out of him. It almost amazed me that Hunter was so willing to just sweep this under the rug and forget about it. He did love me right?

When Shawn came to the ring I pressed my lips together and hoped that he would get the answer he was seeking.

"Here I am Deadman…anxiously awaiting your answer."

The Undertaker took a deep breath and responded. "I'll admit Shawn…you came closer than all the others last year….but you still failed. A rematch this year will only result in more pain and disappointment for yourself and that pretty little manager of yours."

"You leave Meaghan out of this Undertaker!" Shawn snapped. "I don't want the rematch for her…I want it for myself and myself only."

The Undertaker looked around at the crowd and I felt my blood begin to boil. How dare he speak to him like he wasn't worth his time.

"I don't have anything to prove to you Shawn….and as I told you before…if you keep pursuing me…she'll pay dearly."

Shawn looked away from him, "What is it huh? Are you afraid that I'll defeat you this time around? Or is it something else?"

The Undertaker laughed, "As I said, I have nothing to prove to you. If you truly wish to face me at WrestleMania then enter the Royal Rumble, win it…and then face me at WrestleMania. But that is the only way I'll give you what you want."

Shawn nodded and then left the ring. I could tell he was very upset with the answer he got but I knew he could win the Royal Rumble. Shawn had heart and that was somewhat inspiring me to return to the ring not as a manager…but as a diva once more. I smiled thinking about the last time I was in the ring. I had won the match for my team, pissing off the Undertaker in the process. I wasn't certain what it was but something excited me about making that man mad. It was almost like a game to me only I felt like the master.

After the show, I joined Hunter upstairs in Mia's room where he had just laid her down for the night. It absolutely made me happy seeing him taking such good care of her. I walked into the room and bent over into her crib, kissing her head gently before leaving hand in hand with Hunter.

"How was the show?" he asked when we got to the bedroom.

"Interesting," I said, mentally deciding not to tell him about the meeting between the Undertaker and Shawn. "You know, I think I want to go back and wrestle."

He raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"Yeah. I want my title back and I miss being in the ring. Wrestling with Taker and the other guys really made me miss it."

Hunter nodded, "Ok. When did you want to return?"

"It'll be a surprise." I said with a smirk as I got into bed.

He got in on his side and let me snuggle in close to his body. "I'll train you as soon as you're ready; just promise me one thing Meg."

"What?" I asked.

He reached over to his nightstand and shut off the lights, "Promise me you won't let the Undertaker talk you into another match with him."

I giggled knowing that was going to be impossible to do, "I promise."